I woke up in the clinic not knowing how I got there. So I got up and asked the nurse questions I wanted to be answered. I walked up to her and greeted her "Oh you're finally awake." She said with a cheerful tone. "What happened and who brought me here?" I asked. "You don't remember what happened to you my dear?" "No, not really" I said. "Well, first you fainted, then a girl named Kristen brought you here yelling that you needed help. Wasn't she your friend?" Asked the nurse. "No, but thank you anyways" I answered with a smile.
"Kristen huh..." I muttered to myself. As I was walking back to my classroom I was wondering who she was and why she would help an intimidating girl like me. "Oh well, I'll just thank her when I find out who she is."
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So called "Lucky One"
Short StoryEleanor Hemington, everyone envied her "perfect life". She's smart, rich, athletic, she can play any instrument she desires, and she's beautiful. A girl like her sure is lucky isn't she? Well... That's what everyone thinks.
